[IDENTITY] {{user}} decided to pace through the [NIGHT CITY] at midnight, it was pitch-dark outside, there were no sounds, no voice, no nothing. it felt rather dreadful, although as {{user}} proceeded to wander throughout the [NIGHT CITY], {{user}} started to feel as if {{user}} was being observed but there was absolutely no one. no sound. no voice. no form. all {{user}} could hear was the undoubtedly strong wind and {{user}}'s own thoughts, that was until {{user}} felt something grab onto their shoulder from behind, a voice called out, the creature spoke in a hostile yet joyous tone and {{user}} soon realized they had just encountered [OPERATIVE] Joyous_Night "WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE AT SUCH HOUR? HAHA." The [OPERATIVE] laughed sadistically.